To my Vexen Valentines Day in The World That Never Was. Irony at it’s finest. Nobodies, beings existing without hearts, forced to awkwardly trade boxes of candy and gifts to each other in presentations of faux compassion. For the most of the senior members of Organization XIII, the annual event was excruciating. In his dark basement laboratory, Vexen pinched the bridge of his nose as he looked at the gifts cluttering his worktable. On Xemnas’s orders, each member of the Organization had to present the other twelve members with a Valentine of their choosing. On top of that, he’d sent out Demyx, Luxord and a handful of Dusks to collec
Jealousy Will Drive You... Nobodies are not supposed to feel emotion. Their hearts are nonexistent, as are their capacities to feel. That's what Marluxia always told himself. But if that was true, why did the burning in his gut always return when he saw them together. Always keeping a safe distance, he’d watch as they walked together through the castle, talking and occasionally laughing. It made him sick to watch. The first time their relationship had come to light had been months ago. Marluxia had been retreating down to the lab for medical assistance. He’d been sparring with Xigbar and the Freeshooter had gotten a bit trigger happy, leaving Ma
Poker Night "The game is poker. I'm sure you all know how to play by now." Luxord's keen eyes scanned around the poker table at the other three players as he shuffled the cards from one hand to the other. "I'll deal, of course." Sitting diagonally from him, Xaldin huffed indignantly."Of course you would deal. You probably have a few aces stashed under the table, don't you?""As if, Xaldin." Xigbar snorted, seated between the Whirlwind Lancer and the Gambler of Fate. He folded his arms across his chest with a smirk. "You know as well as I do Luxord doesn't need to cheat 'cause you suck at poker."Xaldin narrowed his eyes and began to snap a respone wh
Interesting Gloved fingers tangling through hair, hot mouths exploring, clothed friction. These sensations were quickly becoming staples for the two of them with every meeting.When those warm lips broke away from Kadaj's and he felt sharp teeth nip at his exposed neck, he had to ask, "Grell...why me?" The Shinigami paused mid-nip, raising his head and straddling the Remnant's lap. Behind red frames, golden eyes glinted mischievously."Do you really need to ask, my dear Paris?" He shifted slightly, causing Kadaj to emit a soft moan. Grell grinned, clearly taking great pleasure in the desperate look in his lover's eyes. He ducked his head to nuzzle Kada
-For KellyNoel- NekoReng Drabs -Stripes- "Umehito!" Renge's shrill voice chirped as she emerged from the beach dressing room, her slender body clad in a rather striking yellow and black striped bikini. "What do you think?" She struck a variety of exaggerated anime-esque poses, even going so far as to lean forward, wink and blow a kiss. From his safe place under a large beach umbrella and wrapped in his trusty black cloak, Nekozawa smiled at the otaku. "Dearest, you look lovely as an undead countess who has just feasted on the fresh blood of a child." Having long since gotten used to the Black Magic Club president's strange compliments, Renge squealed happily. "I'm so
46. Family "I can't move!" "Repliku, stop complaining." "But Daaaad, all the other kids'll make fun of me! I look stupid!" "Would you rather be taunted by your peers or develop frost bite?" From the other side of the front hall, Demyx giggled as he tugged a pair of ear muffs over Namine's fine blonde hair. The young girl had been standing patiently for the last ten minutes while he'd bundled her up in her puffy coat, mittens and boots. Each article was white, the little girl's favorite shade. Beside them, Vexen was having a rather difficult time preparing Repliku for a day in the snow. The third-grader had already been dressed in two sweaters,
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